• One Warm Heart heart

    As she was born,
    Dark clouds roamed the skies.
    For she was sadly lorn,
    With her silent cries.

    Everyday passed by,
    A little bit too slow.
    Although she could not die,
    She seemed to lose her glow.

    Some said she was weird,
    Others had nothing to say.
    I thought, "There's nothing to fear"
    And I could not stay away.

    As I approached her with glee,
    She was silent for a while.
    She then expressed the word, "Free"
    And we soon began to smile.